1. Poor Petra! (1)


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: fegirboh, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    totally cool about it. I know what the score is here. I know that they both fancy me something rotten. So we’re sat there, me flirting heavily with Paul, Danny giving Petra the charm offensive, and we’ve arranged ourselves to make that easier. Me and Paul are sat very close together and so are the other two. With such a small table, though, we’re actually all quite near to each other, not like split off into unconnected couples. It’s the four of us hanging out, is what I’m trying to say. It’s all quite intimate. It’s amusing observing Petra. She’s a bit shy and tongue-tied at first (don’t think she can believe her luck that this hunk of a guy Danny seems interested in her) but she’s soon relaxing into it and having a whale of a time. It’s also amusing observing Danny. He’s doing a great job with Petra but, as I say, it’s an intimate table, and he has a very nice view of most of moi from where he’s sitting. He can see plenty of my sexily crossed legs, for example, and the poor boy is struggling manfully not to get too distracted by them. He’s noticing my big juicy melons too. How could he not? Like I said before, they’re not exactly hiding away in the flimsy top I’m almost wearing. Yep, hunky Danny knows I’m around alright and he’s snatching as many looks as he can without Petra realizing that he’s doing it. Which she doesn’t, dumb cow, cos she’s so bowled over by the fact she’s being chatted up by a good looking boy. I catch Danny’s eye once or twice and send a look that ...
    says yeah I know I’m a siren and yeah I know you’re leching, and no I don’t mind one bit. And meanwhile I’m getting nice and friendly with the equally hunky Paul. He’s just so smitten with me it’s almost comical. So yes, it’s all going great, except that Petra is having a really swell time and that’s not at all what I had in mind. So I get to thinking about variations. Doing something else. It comes to me pretty much straightaway. A potential scenario that’s considerably more amusing and exciting than my original plan and which is possible precisely because of how one of the boys is pretending to like Petra. It’s kinda demonic! Paul’s hand has drifted to my thigh (cue wistful look from Danny) and he’s telling me for the umpteenth time what a beautiful girl I am, how much he’d love to get to know me better bla bla. I smile gracefully and tune him out, let him carry on gushing while I game it all out in my head. Will it actually work? Do I really wanna do it? Answers are (i) Sure it will, and (ii) Yeah, why the fuck not. Be a scream. There’s no rush, however, and I wait until we girls get up for the bathroom. “Dreamy, Petra, aren’t they?” I say, when we’re in there. “They really are,” Petra swoons. “And look, they didn’t seem fazed that we share a room, did they?” “Um, no, not especially. Why?” “Oh c’mon, Petra, you know what I mean!” “Okay, yes. I suppose I do!” “So come on then, what do you think? Should we invite them back? You know, for coffee?” “Coffee?” I giggle. “Yeah, you ...
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